A week had gone by and I hadn't heard anything about what happened to my sister, but today I had court. I was not ready for what the judge would say.
I got into the courtroom and sat down then everyone started to come in. Then they brought my dad in and he walked over to me. I hugged him and we sat down.
After a couple of minutes I saw my mother walk in. She sat down with her lawyer.
"I would like to call Mr. Matthew Bennett to the stand," the judge said.
My dad walked up, and then my mom's lawyer walked up to my Dad.
"Mr. Bennett, were you ever forced to hit or sexualy touch your daughter Kathrine Bennett?" my Mom's lawyer asked.
"Yes."
"By who?"
"My wife, Melissa Bennett."
"How long have you and Mrs. Bennett been married?"
"I would say about 20 years."
"Would you say you had a good marriage up until the abuse?"
"Yes, we had a couple of fights here and there but most of the time we were happy and loved each other."
"How old was Kathrine when these things started to happen to her?"
"When she was about 8."
"So this has been going on for 10 years?"
"Yes."
"Why didn't you tell anyone about this?"
"I was told by Melissa that if I told anyone she would kill me and our kids."
"Do you know why Melissa would do this?"
"No I don't. When the abuse started Kathrine was 13, but the sexual abuse started when Kathrine was about 16 or 17, right after he boyfriend Tyler had broken up with her."
"Tyler... no further questions your honor."
He walked away and they took my dad to sit back down.
"I'm calling up Mrs. Melissa Bennett" the judge said.
She walked up there and my lawyer started asking questions.
"Mrs. Bennett, did you force your husband to hurt your daughter?"
She just looked at me then my dad and her lawyer. She looked at me and took a deep breath.
"No."
"Did Mr. Bennett ever hit you?''
"Yes."
"Did you kill your daughter Rachel Black Bennett?"
"No, I love my daughters."
"Then where is she?"
"I have no idea. I woke up one day and she was gone."
"No further questions your honor."
My mom sat back down.
"I want Kathrine Bennett up on the stand," the judge said after looking at her papers.
My heart was beating so loud it felt like it was going to explode.
My lawyer came up to me.
"Miss. Katherine,"
"Did your mother say she killed your sister?"
"Yes."
"Did your father abuse you?"
